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New Things

Rating: M

Summary: Harry and Y/N try something a little different in the bedroom.

A/N: I wrote this a while ago but I figured I might as well post it since I don’t have anything new. REQUEST STUFF GUYS
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Harry looked at you uncertain, “I don’t know babe I’ve never done anything like this,”

"Please for me? I really wanna try this," You lean in close, whispering in his ear “It would make me so happy,"

Harry lets out an audible gulp, feeling his pants tighten. Quickly he nods in agreement pleasing you. He smiles pulling you in for a chaste kiss before you push him down on the bed.

"Shirt off now," Harry quickly complies stripping off his black V-neck, tossing it across the room. Motioning for him to stay put you walk to the closet and grab all you’re going to need for the night.

Harry’s green eyes double in size at the handcuffs dangling from your hand. Straddling him, you handcuff each of his wrists to the bed posts. 

"You’re going to enjoy this babe," Your hands run over his bare chest, lightly tracing his tattoos. Harry lets out a sigh  enjoying your soft hands against his body.

Painfully slow you move your hands to his pants, keeping eye contact with him as you pull down the zipper.

"Y/N hurry up," His voice is low and husky, practically a growl. Finally pulling down his pants all the way, your hands dance along the lining of his underwear. 

"Please Y/N I need you," Harry lets out through clenched teeth. The sound of his lust filled voice is enough to make you want to rip off whats left of his clothes and take him but you control yourself. You wanted him to be in the very edge, for him to need you uncontrollably.

Gently you palm him through his boxers barely creating any friction. Harry bucks his hips up wildly needing more. 

"None of that Harold," He grits his teeth but stays still anyways. A satisfied smile appears on your face, “Good boy,"

Your hands move back to the hem of his boxers, discarding them somewhere in the dimly lit bedroom. Harry groans at the cold air hitting his member. 

Dipping your head down you teasingly place a kiss on his tip. 

"More please I need more," Content with his begging you take him into your mouth slowly bobbing up and down. Looking up you see Harry struggle against the handcuffs and you moan around him. 

"Fuck," His voice barely above a whisper. You continue to suck off him off as slowly as you can enjoying teasing him. Harry rocks further into your mouth causing you to release him with a popping noise.

"What did I say about that?" You don’t give him a chance to answer as your tongue traces his defined chest muscles earning a string of curse words from him.

Moving yourself off the bed you wink at Harry before slowly undressing yourself. Harry watches your every move his eyes scanning over every inch of your newly exposed skin. 

Climbing back on top of him you move your lips to his ear, “Do you want to touch me Harry?” He nods, pulling away from the handcuffs again. “Tell me Harry I want to hear you,”

"I want to fucking touch you Y/N,"
Pushing down a moan at the sound of his voice, you crash your lips roughly to his. You bite his lip and slip your tongue into his, hands pulling at his messy curls. Pulling away you position yourself above him.

Inch by inch you slide down into him, feeling him stretch you. Putting your hands against his chest you begin to bounce up and down, no longer able to control the moans and groans coming from your mouth. You swear you could nearly feel him hitting your stomach. 

"Y/N I need to touch you please," Too far gone to care about teasing him anymore, you quickly release his hands wanting his touch. In a split second Harry is on top of you slamming into you relentlessly, hands and lips everywhere at once.

You’re completely overtaken with pleasure screaming his name loud enough for the town to hear. Not being able to hold on you let your orgasm I feeling it spread through your veins. Harry keeps pounding into you but you can tell he’s close. With a final few thrusts you feel him cum, your name leaving his lips.

Rolling off of you he shakes his head lightly, “You’re lucky I love you,”

Laughing you snuggle up to him “I know,”

New Things

Rating: M

Summary: Harry and Y/N try something a little different in the bedroom.

A/N: I wrote this a while ago but I figured I might as well post it since I don’t have anything new. REQUEST STUFF GUYS
________________________________

Harry looked at you uncertain, “I don’t know babe I’ve never done anything like this,”

"Please for me? I really wanna try this," You lean in close, whispering in his ear “It would make me so happy,"

Harry lets out an audible gulp, feeling his pants tighten. Quickly he nods in agreement pleasing you. He smiles pulling you in for a chaste kiss before you push him down on the bed.

"Shirt off now," Harry quickly complies stripping off his black V-neck, tossing it across the room. Motioning for him to stay put you walk to the closet and grab all you’re going to need for the night.

Harry’s green eyes double in size at the handcuffs dangling from your hand. Straddling him, you handcuff each of his wrists to the bed posts.

"You’re going to enjoy this babe," Your hands run over his bare chest, lightly tracing his tattoos. Harry lets out a sigh enjoying your soft hands against his body.

Painfully slow you move your hands to his pants, keeping eye contact with him as you pull down the zipper.

"Y/N hurry up," His voice is low and husky, practically a growl. Finally pulling down his pants all the way, your hands dance along the lining of his underwear.

"Please Y/N I need you," Harry lets out through clenched teeth. The sound of his lust filled voice is enough to make you want to rip off whats left of his clothes and take him but you control yourself. You wanted him to be in the very edge, for him to need you uncontrollably.

Gently you palm him through his boxers barely creating any friction. Harry bucks his hips up wildly needing more.

"None of that Harold," He grits his teeth but stays still anyways. A satisfied smile appears on your face, “Good boy,"

Your hands move back to the hem of his boxers, discarding them somewhere in the dimly lit bedroom. Harry groans at the cold air hitting his member.

Dipping your head down you teasingly place a kiss on his tip.

"More please I need more," Content with his begging you take him into your mouth slowly bobbing up and down. Looking up you see Harry struggle against the handcuffs and you moan around him.

"Fuck," His voice barely above a whisper. You continue to suck off him off as slowly as you can enjoying teasing him. Harry rocks further into your mouth causing you to release him with a popping noise.

"What did I say about that?" You don’t give him a chance to answer as your tongue traces his defined chest muscles earning a string of curse words from him.

Moving yourself off the bed you wink at Harry before slowly undressing yourself. Harry watches your every move his eyes scanning over every inch of your newly exposed skin.

Climbing back on top of him you move your lips to his ear, “Do you want to touch me Harry?” He nods, pulling away from the handcuffs again. “Tell me Harry I want to hear you,”

"I want to fucking touch you Y/N,"
Pushing down a moan at the sound of his voice, you crash your lips roughly to his. You bite his lip and slip your tongue into his, hands pulling at his messy curls. Pulling away you position yourself above him.

Inch by inch you slide down into him, feeling him stretch you. Putting your hands against his chest you begin to bounce up and down, no longer able to control the moans and groans coming from your mouth. You swear you could nearly feel him hitting your stomach.

"Y/N I need to touch you please," Too far gone to care about teasing him anymore, you quickly release his hands wanting his touch. In a split second Harry is on top of you slamming into you relentlessly, hands and lips everywhere at once.

You’re completely overtaken with pleasure screaming his name loud enough for the town to hear. Not being able to hold on you let your orgasm I feeling it spread through your veins. Harry keeps pounding into you but you can tell he’s close. With a final few thrusts you feel him cum, your name leaving his lips.

Rolling off of you he shakes his head lightly, “You’re lucky I love you,”

Laughing you snuggle up to him “I know,”

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